The children of darkness...what messes we make.
If an infected flesh eating dumbass zombie happened to fall off a pier and a nice big very hungry shark just happened to swim on by and eat said zombie, would the shark turn into a shark zombie and...
Last night at a theater in Aurora Colorado a gunman entered through a side exit at around 12:30am armed with a knife, rifle, handgun, and tear gas.
(Ava's POV) I turned in the mirror, holding my shirt up so I could see my stomach from the side. I turned from front to side, trying to see a difference.
The necklace continued to tug and strain the other direction, nearly choking me as I turned to follow Gabriel.
I kissed him back, hard, and gripped the pistol in my left hand, and my sword in my right as the first of the creatures came crawling on all fours, its wings hiding the others behind it.
Tynias flung the table across the room. His anger filled roar mingled with the crash of wood as the table splintered, and everything that had been on it was flung to smash wherever it fell.
I'm working on a second part to "Born a Saint" which is somewhere in my list of Opuss's. I wrote that piece about a year ago, and never thought to go back to it until now.
-The trickster is a clown, a mischief maker. He provides the comic relief that the story needs to offset tension. -He keeps things proportional.
-The shadow is a negative figure and is usually the antagonist. -Not all antagonist are villains, sometimes he's a good guy who's goals disagree with the hero's.
-The shapeshifter changes roles or personalities, often in significant ways and is hard to understand.
-The role of the herald is to announce the challenge which begins the hero on his/her journey.
-The threshold guardian is the first obstacle in the hero's journey. H is the gateway to the new world the hero must enter to change and grow. -He usually isn't the story's antagonist.
-The mentor is a character who aids or trains the hero. The essence of the mentor is the wise old man or woman. The mentor represents the wiser and more godlike qualities within us.
-The essence of the hero is not bravery or nobility but self sacrifice. -The mythical hero is one who will endure separation and hardship for the sake of his clan.
~Return with the Elixir~ -The hero comes back to the ordinary world, but this would be meaningless unless he/she brought back the elixir..
~Resurrection~ -The hero emerges from the special world, transformed by his/her experience.
~The Road Back~ -The hero isn't out of the woods yet. The hero is pursued by vengeful forces. If the hero hasn't managed to reconcile with his father or gods ect. they may come raging after him..
~The Return~ -Having survived death, the hero takes possession of the treasure he/she came to seek..
~The Supreme Ordeal~ -This is the moment at which the hero touches bottom. He/she faces the possibility of death, brought to the brink in a fight with a mythical beast.
~Approach to the inmost cave~ -The hero comes at last to a dangerous place, often deep underground where the object of the quest is hidden..
~Allies and Enemies~ -The hero is forced to make allies and enemies in the special world, and to pass certain tests and challenges that are part of his/her training..
~The Road of Trials~ -The road of trials is a series of tests, tasks, or ordeals that the person must undergo to begin the transformation.
~The Threshold Demon~.
~Crossing the Threshold~ -At the end of act one, the hero commits to leaving the ordinary world and entering a new region or condition with unfamiliar rules and values..
~Meeting with the Mentor~ -The hero comes across a seasoned traveler of the worlds who gives him or her training, equipment, or advice that will help on the journey.
~Refusal of the Call~ -The hero feels the fear of the unknown, tires to turn away from the adventure, however briefly. Alternately another character may express the uncertainty and danger ahead..
~The Call to Adventure~ -Something shakes up the situation, either from external pressures or from something rising up from the deep within, so the hero must face the beginning of change..
~The ordinary world~ -The hero, uneasy, uncomfortable or unaware is introduced sympathetically so the audience can identify with the situation or dilemma.
In my household, being gay was, and is - no big deal. When my brother came out we hugged him, said we loved him, and that was that.
The smile came, a soft curl of lips. The serpent must have smiled at Eve like that. I have this nice, shiny apple for you. Want some candy little girl. ~Anita Blake.
Me, big tough vampire slayer, no throw up at the sight of decapitated heads. Right. ~Anita Blake.
I wondered if screaming at her would make her go away faster...Naw, she'd probably cry. ~Anita Blake.
There's nothing like ruining the calm of a hundred-year-old vampire to boost a girl's morale. ~Anita Blake.
Respect your efforts, respect yourself. Self-respect leads to self-discipline. When you have both firmly under your belt, thats real power. ~Clint Eastwood.
Living is like tearing through a museum.
I watched Jensen hold my hand, his knuckles white, his face twisted into something between pain and anger. I looked from him to my body, lying on the hospital gurney, so still, so empty.
Once upon a time there was a cat named Opuss.......My dog ate him..
What kind of Opuss's does everybody like to read. Fantasy, sci fi, erotica?. Tell me. So i can come up with fun stuff to post.
Majestic are those cries they sound. High and long, like a sweet birds song. Across the mountains their calls carry on. Majestic are thsoe cries they sound.
The world falls into darkness. A swirling abyss. Life crumbles. Only to be reborn. A swirling abyss. Enshrouded in death. Only to be reborn. Cast in light. Enshrouded in death. Cities fall.
They come through the darkness. Creeping through the shadows. Silently they slip through the trees. Hunting, watching, waiting. They live as a family. Together from the time they’re born.
The winds call forth life. Present and ever knowing, even within death..
He came as the day turned to darkness, his steps silent as my heart thundered. I could feel him coming closer, and every moment that passed filled me with dread, and longing.
Of the barn out does he step. Not but making a whisper. Followed, a step he does make. Forward he creeps. Prey before him back turned crouching. Small and unknowing is he.
Drifting ~ Exerpt from Ava Karpathea's life story. My muscles ached, cuts and bruises marred nearly every inch of my body.
Please remember all of my excerpts are rough ROUGH drafts and are here for you to critique.
I don’t know what year I was born, only that it was in the summertime, deep in the heart of the rainforest that I’ve called home since I was big enough to walk. Time and dates mean little to my...
“What are you doing now?” Forest looked up from the mirror to see his sister standing in the doorway of his room.
This is a screenplay I only started for a project in my Writing for Interactive Media class.
“I know what you are thinking.” Rhys’s slim, tall body slid into view in front of her.
Music blasted from the speakers around the bar as he fixed a Krucifiction for the girl that had just wandered up to him. She looked to be barely legal, and dressed like she needed to be crucified.
“I have seen unspeakable things in my life,” I whispered, my voice shaky, breathless, “but this tops the list.” The tiny radio in my ear cackled to life as Zimmerman answered me, his voice low, a...